At the start of November, the boss announced to us his plan to develop a new business: an internship placement agency. Our little team started working on it as soon as possible following the instructions: web site creation, name and logo creation, text writing and translation, communication documents, set up a marketing strategy, prospect database, plan the organisation and procedure and test its running. Everyone was free to share their mind and ideas to improve the scheme. As we working in an open space, the easy communication and fast decision making allowed us to boost the scheme’s progress. We tested the operations and adjusted them during December, mainly for the phoning which I’m in charge on the French market. It’s allowed me to highlight the important point such as avoiding to send an email with the Mrs title instead of the Mr title (but it’s a secret mistake).
And because I and the British people are very healthy people, there are often some biscuits waiting to be crunched at the office. If they don’t match my tastes, I just have to bring mine. Being a devoted cook, I take everyday my meal from the food store 200m from the office and sometimes from the nearest Pizza Hut. This way of life forces me to fight the windy and moist weather which are only on a good shape when I’m out. As I’ve usually had too many snacks during the day, I often buy tomato soup, the only one that seems eatable, in order to appease my conscience. I had once by the way confused a tomato soup with an oxtail one because of my forgetfulness. I’ve never done the same mistake again. And because my absent-mindedness is a never ending story, I forgot one day at the office my Smartphone without noticing it before night, so I didn’t have my alarm clock to wake up instead of the boss who heard it at the office as he came earlier that day.
Because I’m using informatics tools at work, I must speak about their strange behaviours with me. It certainly pleases them to make me crazy like my email box for instance. It didn’t want to send email to France and didn’t tell me if the emails have been send successfully. As the email to Germany had had any problem and my issues continued for the following weeks, I started to fear that people will think that I was doing it on purpose. In fact, it was a server problem. Another one was when I wanted to update a website. I type several time the logins and password, even after checked it, but I didn’t manage to access the website. Then, my colleague seeing my no understanding of the fact, did type exactly the same thing and guess what, it worked! Maybe computers just hate me.
I can’t talk of the office without talking about the different discussions which take place inside. A lot of them are about cultural facts such as food, idioms from our countries. Thus I learnt that in England, women loved to say “a man flu” when they have a bad cold because the men “always complain” like they are about to die each time they are a little bit ill. It’s surprising how the women from all over the world only know to blame about men, no!